Roundabout

Here's an example of how lazy I can be: on the way home from work, I rode the bus an extra ten minutes up the line and caught my transfer bus at an earlier point in the route so I wouldn't have to wait in the cold. Had I just got off at the earlier transfer point and walked home, that would have taken about ten minutes, too.

In continued laziness: managing digital music is close to more trouble than it's worth to me. Labeling (consistently) and making playlists is a pain in the ass.

The third paragraph won't be more substantive than the previous two. It will contain only two lines.

Boy, I am just not settling down. Nothing I want to do, and I don't want to do nothing. These are empty spaces where something else is supposed to go. I'm not very good with them.